Things are definitely on the count down for the summer now. All the data has been completed, although I feel that that one will come back to me as the system we use isn’t particularly good. My reports have been handed in, although again – I may have to add more information; it was quite difficult to write enough.
We are still in limbo as to what year group we are all teaching. There is going to be a last minute appointment at school as we are a member of staff short. The role is a promotion and I toyed with the idea of going for it, but, after some consideration, I have decided that the extra work is not worth the minimal raise increase. I am happy just to make sure I am doing a good job as a class teacher.
This summer holiday, I want to house to be purged! It is an absolute pig sty, mainly because my husband is dedicating more time to playing games than he is to fulfilling his role in the house.
This has been a long weekend. I don’t think I’m complaining but…
I am on the countdown to the summer holiday’s. There are 29 more working days until that glorious moment. I am, however, winding down on the school stuff of a weekend but there still seems so much to do at school. I think this is because we are getting close to the data capture date and therefore it is making sure that the children have enough evidence of being at expectations (or not). In fact, I have writing moderation tomorrow, which is handy because I shall be doing this at a primary school near me and this means I get to take the children to school and have a bit of a lie in. I just hope it goes OK! I do have report writing to do, but I cannot really do any until the data capture!
The rest of the stuff that I have to do at school are all things that are happening throughout the day, things such as transition days tot heir new schools, transition meetings from their new school, play rehearsals, school trips… it seems endless.
As I have not had much to do, it has felt like this weekend has lasted forever. I have so many ideas and plans running through my mind. I am so concerned about making sure that the summer holiday is a good one that I may end up not having a good summer holiday because of it!
One thing I am very keen on doing is making sure that I have enough money to make sure that we can do fun things in the summer. We aren’t necessarily going away anywhere, so that is why I want to make sure that we have enough money. It doesn’t help that hubby isn’t particularly keen on doing his hours at work. He will often leave early and that means he does not get a full days pay. If he misses 1 hour every work day, that is 2 hours a week, which would equate to one full day missed every month – that £62 a month, which would be a lot. He has also been getting overtime calls and he isn’t going in and doing anything. We have the potential to have a lot more money than we do and hubby isn’t pulling his weight.
I feel like I need to write this down and get together some sort of plan for how the summer will go…
I want to get bunk beds for the girls’ bedroom. This will enable there to be more play space and we can better organise the girls’ toys.
I want to organise the whole house – reorganise the stuff in the kitchen and get rid of clutter, do the same for the shoe cupboard, the living room and bedrooms.
I want the house properly cleaned – I am contemplating getting someone in to clean it.
I want the children to have time away from playing on electronics. I am thinking of setting up a list (not to dissimilar to the one below) to ensure that they (and we) don’t spent too long on the computer.
5. I want to plan the things that we shall do in the summer holiday. The children, and are, are carrying extra weight (me – a lot of extra weight!!) and we have entered into so bad eating habits. I want to make sure that we are out and about and doing lots of fun activities.
I shall probably create a new post to list these ideas through.
Once again the United Kingdom has been subjected to a horrific attack. Last night, three man drove a van across London Bridge, into tourists, citizens of London, levellers: innocent people. They then got out of the van and began a rampage, stabbing people – anyone they could get.
Being of a certain age, means that this is not an unusual event. Whilst hostilities may have ended a while ago, The memories of the IRA bombings still live on.
I’m not sure what kind of daemonic attitude or feelings brings about such horrendous actions but once again the people of Britain have rallied. They run into danger, both ordinary civilians and trained personnel. Both had no thought their own safety. Others have offered support and help. Despite the horrendous events the nation has stood together, as one. I guess this is why Britain is great.
We are on the final countdown to the summer holidays. At least that is the positive spin that I am trying to put on to the fact that I am back at work on Monday.
There are only 34 days to put up with and over those 34 days there will be things that will break it up – like transition day, the two days when some of my class will be going to their new school, sports afternoon, the 7 half day PPA sessions. It would be better if my class were nice to be around. Unfortunately, there are a handful that spoil it for the rest.
Anyhow, I have 34 days to come up with my summer holiday ‘bucket list’. This is an idea I saw on Instagram and is definitely something I want to do. The picture below isn’t necessarily they type of things I will be doing, but I think it is a great start. You can read more about is here.
I’ve had a busy day today. Mother-in-law said that she would look after the children, which has been great because that means they have had a day playing outside in a large garden and I had a day where they have given me some peace! I love my children dearly, but I am the one that they go to for everything! Sometimes a little respite is required.
Hubby and I, at first unsure of what to do today, spent a short while getting the house shipshape. It isn’t perfect, but it’s getting there. I just would like to be able to get rid of the smell of cat wee as my cat has weed all over the bathroom floor and even cleaning it hasn’t stopped it from smelling.
We then went into my school, where I sorted the tables out in my class room. This is so that, hopefully, when I go back for the final half term the children will be in better seats so as to behave themselves. One can only hope.
We then went to a little farm shop and cafe where, after remortgaging the house, we were able to afford a slice of cake each and a smoothie. I aspire to be able to have lunch in places like that and do my weekly shopping in places like that. Unfortunately I don’t think it will ever happen!
We then came home and caught up on TV that we have missed. Hubby played a little bit of his game and I did some work. We then cleaned out the car before going and collecting the children and taking them to Frankie & Benny’s for tea. I do like Frankie & Benny’s however the service isn’t always brilliant. Tonight it took them an hour from taking our order for mains to arrive. Shouldn’t complain though because it was delicious!
I have realised that I seem to start a lot of posts with so…. I had started this on the way too, however I realised I was typing in the title rather than the main text section.
I shall endeavour not to use it as a sentence that. Anyway, I feel I am midway into my week off. I do not feel like I have achieved much. I don’t know what I want to achieve either. I wanted a break, I know that much I do feel like time is slipping by and I am wasting it.
I’ve been quite frustrated today I must admit. I have almost want to be left alone in my own little world. I have been quite irritated by the lack of work that my husband is doing. The housework seems to fall on my shoulders during holiday and I don’t think that is fair.
It is so hard to write about the traumatic events that unfolded on Monday night, so this might be a bit fragmented.
Hubby is quite good at those “Oh my God!” moments, like those facebook posts where people post half a status that drives people crazy. He’ll often have an outburst which leaves me repeating “What? What?” a thousand times before he reveals something mundane. Not Tuesday morning at 5am though. It was quickly followed by “There has been a bomb attack in Manchester.” The girl who will hit the snooze button more times than she cares to admit, was immediately awake and the news went on and her heart died a little.
For these lives to have ended in such a cruel way was such cowardice. Such hatred.
The news reported that 19 lives had been lost. Then 22. There is the potential for more as over 55 people remain injured, many critical.
How strange though that term ‘lost’. Those lives weren’t lost – they were stolen.
The day saw my social media feed filled with please for help. ‘Have you seen…?’ or ‘Do you know…’ People who were missing. Today saw those faces slowly appear on the news, confirmed as dead. My brain will not allow me to process, to dwell, on the pain that their families must feel.
Hatred will now win, after all ‘love conquers all’.
This half term at school has been immense. We had only been back at school for 3 hours when we got the call from Ofsted – they were coming to inspect. Whilst it wasn’t brilliant, it wasn’t horrendous either.
We were notified at the end of the last half term that they were looking for teachers to take redundancy (can’t remember if I wrote about it?). I have found out that my job is safe, although that term is always relative.
Things seem to have settled down in terms of my moods. I am not longer needing anti-depressants to keep going but I know that I may suffer from it again.
Once half term is done, there will only be 34 school days left until the summer holidays. Roll on…